It's raining. I'm inside. My hand is better, but not good enough to word outside. In the rain.
Let's talk stupid ads. Why not? I have a new favourite. It's for MiniWheats. I don't eat those, but I do buy them for Christer's girlfriend, Pam. They are currently running an ad I want to punch. You now that song, In The Army? That's the music they use, and they've put their own words to it. Commence humming that in your head now, if you like. Or out loud. Your choice.
All I can hear when the ad plays is 'in the earwig'. Seriously. I've seen the ad several times now, and I cannot figure out what they're saying, because surely a whole wheat cereal, even one with a gloppy dollop of sugar on it, doesn't want me singing 'in the earwig' as I consider whether I should purchase it or not. Well, I already admitted I buy it. But I bet if I tell Pammy that's what I hear, she'll stop eating it.